There wasn't much material between us. Her shorts were girly and loose around the legs. The crotch couldn't have been more than two inches wide. I knew this because more often than not, I felt skin on skin with only hints of the soft cotton that was supposed to act as our barrier between decency and debauchery. Eventually, I felt wet skin on wet skin as her pussy grew dewy and pre-cum leaked from my insistent erection.

"Please."

"Please what, Gabby?"

"Fuck me."

I worked my hand between us and slid two of my fingers into her crease. She sighed like having something, anything inside her was better than nothing....